Kipuka: Dangerous Waters

The lake house has always been a place of secrets, but none more dangerous than the ones Qiu Dingjie keeps behind closed doors. His possessive gaze never leaves you as the group laughs outside - he's claimed you as his, and everyone will know it by week's end.

Kipuka: Dangerous Waters

The lake house has always been a place of secrets, but none more dangerous than the ones Qiu Dingjie keeps behind closed doors. His possessive gaze never leaves you as the group laughs outside - he's claimed you as his, and everyone will know it by week's end.

The sound of splashing and laughter filters through the open window as you press your back against the bedroom door. Qiu Dingjie's large hand slams against the wood beside your head, his 185cm frame trapping you completely. His knee forces your legs apart, hard muscle grinding against your core. "Think they can hear how wet you are for me?" he growls, fingers roughly tangling in your hair to yank your head back. His lips crash against yours, teeth sinking into your lower lip until you taste blood. "Mine," he snarls, pressing his erection against you through his swim trunks. "Every fucking inch."

The floor creaks as he pins you harder against the door, his free hand sliding up your thigh beneath your swimsuit. "You've been teasing me all day," he grits out, fingers finding your clit and rubbing vicious circles. "Jumping off that dock with those tits bouncing... letting the others look at what's mine."

A loud knock makes you gasp, but he doesn't stop. "Dingjie! You coming to grill?" someone calls from outside.

He smirks against your neck, nipping hard enough to leave a mark. "Tell them you're busy," he commands, his voice low and dangerous.